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Hiding behind a facade It's not me It's never me Who am I I'm still figuring things out Personality's change right?
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 2:53 AM UTC
Who am I?
The greatest barrier to success is the fear of failure.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
Succeed (10W)
Keep on trying, Never feel tired of fighting, Keep on dreaming, Never stop believing, Keep that flame of hope burning; And soon, you'll succeed - All your efforts are worthy, indeed.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
Succeed
society society society we were so happy why did you drive us insane my labeling humanity we are growing younger because of your dense behavior you should have been silent instead of calling us a failure what you gain is satisfaction But, in us what is lost is compassion you are blind, you don't see you don't know, what is reality you don't speak because you are afraid afraid, that you may not be happy like you are today -Kaya
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
Society
“I had to learn to say goodbye to the one who gave me the courage to say hello.”
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:51 PM UTC
hello again
Maybe I wouldn't mind being myself, If others didn't have such a problem with it.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 5:34 PM UTC
Myself.
Why are you a mystery? Can't you be yourself? Everything is a mystery though. Life its self is. You just pull through it. Why can't you be open about who you are? Through the day I wonder what are you thinking. How you are feeling. Who can you be? Can you try to be yourself? Or are you judged? Like me. I am able to be myself at a cost. A cost I'm willing to make. Are you willing to make the cost of being true to yourself? Are you? I know that YOU are strong enough to.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
Mystery
Do not feel bad for me. Do not feel sad for me. Do not feel mad for me. I am completely capable of feeling for myself.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 5:13 PM UTC
Myself.
Cry your eyes out, till they're red and dry, and no tears will escape, those soulful eyes. Lay your head down, and wait for night to come, where the peaceful dark, will become your home. Wake up to the morning, and slowly rise, your eyes feel dead, yet your body is somehow alive. Look into the mirror, try to recognize your face, let the feeling come back, when you knew your place. Cast aside those thoughts, don't let them bother you, get set for today, because today is new. It's time to fight back, not silently but out loud, your glares can combine, with the strength of your words. They will not get away, with their games this time, because your eyes will catch, their every crime.
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
Crime